even the space between your fingers

I just finished reading "Lucid Dreaming, Gateway to the Inner Self," by Robert Waggoner. This is a book I'm sure I will turn to again and again. Beautifully done. The integrity of the author shines through every page.

Here's a quote from his account of a dream in which he was determined to find out if evil actually exists. Quite a brave soul, to seek out this kind of experience:

'"I stop and look intently at the deep darkness. Is there evil there?

Then, from within, I hear a voice deliver this message: "The light upholds the darkness." And suddenly I know that behind all apparent evil or darkness is light; and that it's light that gives us the sense of darkness.

Then I hear: "Everything is sacred and alive." I intuitively realize that the light is in every living creature as a condition of its existence.

And then I hear something more clarifying: "Even the space between your fingers is sacred and alive." I look at my outstretched hand and see the space between my fingers, that precious emptiness, and know with clarity that I live in a sacred universe, where even the apparent emptiness is aware and alive. With form or without, all is sacred and alive."'